Thursday, May 31, 2007

Edwards had told Kerry he was going to share a story with him that he'd never told anyone else—that after his son Wade had been killed, he climbed onto the slab at the funeral home, laid there and hugged his body, and promised that he'd do all he could to make life better for people, to live up to Wade's ideals of service. Kerry was stunned, not moved, because, as he told me later, Edwards had recounted the same exact story to him, almost in the exact same words, a year or two before—and with the same preface, that he'd never shared the memory with anyone else. Kerry said he found it chilling....

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Assuming that the whole story isn't cut out of whole cloth, and that he did in fact embrace his dead son's body and swear a life of service, it's still cynical to turn that moment into a self-serving rehearsed story.

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